Chill chords by Starlito

SimplifiedAm · F · G · C · Em

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Verse 1
Am 
F 
Am 
F 
I keep tellin' me to chill
Am 
F 
Maybe I will,
Am 
F 
there's no time soon
Am 
F 
Am 
Slayed off, they keep tellin' me to chill
Maybe I will, there's no time soon
It's eleven fifty -nine,
I've been on it since noon
F 
Throw this n***a in the room,
high but I'm solo
Am 
Dressed like I hopped out
F 
a high -risk photo
Am 
Picture me  rollin' the board up,
tough love, hard luck
We just like cell phones,
F 
we die, catch a charge
Fuck, pullin' strings like a guitar pluck
Am 
Rick Fontaine in a bitch brain
Frank Riccardo, Mick Vegas,
on that Rick James
It's cocaine, Young Jeezy
without the dope game
F 
My lines move you like Soul Train
Am 
G 
Like a bad counterfeit bill, won't change
Am 
The same goons that got guns,
also quote names
That's half the reason why I don't bang
F 
Park my shit at 106, like,
get your whole mind
Am 
Boy, she showed her titties,
F 
I showed her both my chains
Am 
F 
I was at the dentist getting a fill -in,
Am 
and then my phone rang
F 
And when you know, it was novocaine
Am 
I'm just being frank,
I'm in my own lane, I won't explain
But five points, that mean all I get done
All I get done
F 
Hold up, I think maybe I was
supposed to have,
Am 
F 
like, four more bars, I'll just repeat it
Am 
Five points, that mean all I've had time
Had time, had time, time
F 
All I've had time, time
Am 
They keep tellin' me to chill
Maybe I will
Just no time soon
C 
F 
Just no time soon
Am 
They keep tellin' me to chill
Maybe I will
Just no time soon
It's May 31st
F 
and I've been on it since June
I'm blow, but I never blew it
Em 
F 
Flow so fluid, so cold, I'm igloo -ish
Am 
I'm just cool, lil'
You kids foolish, and be rappin' stupid
I caught the arrow and
F 
threw it back at Cupid
No, lil', so you a rapper
and you have a movement
Em 
Well, we gettin' one over here,
Am 
you'll have to prove it
Grind hard,
mother love to see her shine
and start focus
Yeah, they still hatin',
F 
but I'm so hot that I ain't notice
Am 
I ain't lyin', I ain't on  shit
F 
Am 
You a liar, bitch, I'm on my shit
Don Trip told me tell
you niggas don't trip
I'm puttin' on for Kitsville
like I'm home, sissy
F 
Try to total, check me out,
Am 
F 
Am 
yeah, you can learn some, I'm gone
Tryna earn some, I'm gone,
work tomorrow
I'm gone, gone, I'm bleed up,
bleed up
She's big, yeah, she's big,
F 
Am 
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They keep tellin' me to chill
Maybe I will
This is no time song, no time song,
no time song, no time song
They keep tellin' me to chill
F 
Am 
F 
Am 
F 
Am 
F 
They keep tellin' me to chill
Am 
Maybe I will just no time soon
F 
Bitch, I'm not in that other half
Am 
And that is since the womb
F 
Flied in the first motherfucker
to reach the moon
And I was born a G,
Am 
F 
but I ain't never been a  goon
Am 
To  these volunteer critics,
I'm immune
Till the wheels fall off,
shit, I'm ridin' on fumes
Long live the king,
F 
death is always too soon
Tryna figure out a way
to pack my fortune in my tomb
Am 
Snakes in the ground,
F 
gotta keep the yard groomed
Am 
I earned every scar,
F 
deserved every wound
Managed not to fall off track, I'm in tune
Em 
And coca leaf and cannabis,
Am 
it's always in bloom
Yeah, we eatin' no fork nor spoon
F 
Little Mr. Tripp with the shit like prunes
If you don't think I'm the shit,
then stay tuned
Em 
But my price is goin' up  like an
Am 
abandoned balloon
F 
Nice, bitch
Am 
Yeah, they keep tellin' me to chill
Maybe I will
F 
Just no time song, no time song,
Am 
no  time song, no time song
Keep tellin' me to chill,